When a female friend of mine *Michelle, 32 years old was diagnosed
with breast cancer she was shocked, I wasn’t, she had spent
the previous 10 years plus of her life eating mostly junk
food 90% of the time, drank very little water, never ate vegetables
and did minimal exercise. She was constantly constipated having
a bowel movement once a week and was constantly complaining
of headaches. Don’t get me wrong, she was a wonderful caring
person who would go out of her way to help those around her
and had love in abundance to give her friends, it seems however
on reflection not enough for herself. On many occasions over
the year or so that I knew her I commented on her diet, or
more to the point lack of it, to no avail, I wish now that
I had done more to explain the seriousness of this lifestyle.
I hope that relaying *Michelle’s story will help anyone else
heading for the same deadly conclusion. *Michelle was involved
in an accident in March 2001, during which she took a nasty
knock to her left breast and a few bruises, the bruises disappeared
after a few weeks but her breast remained discolored and was
hard, after living with this for 4 months she eventually went
to a doctor who prescribed medication to reduce the swelling
and informed her not to worry, “it wasn’t cancer”. After *Michelle
had no noticeable improvement from the treatment she returned
to the doctor, who referred her for tests, which established
that she had fluid on the lungs. A medical procedure was carried
out to remove this fluid, which was found to be cancerous,
further tests confirmed this in November of the same year.
I visited *Michelle in hospital and was shocked to see the
difference, in a matter of a few days I can only say that
she was going downhill fast and the doctors informed her parents
that there was nothing they could do for her, the cancer was
too far spread and it was terminal. She went home to her parents
and a bleak future. Despite the operation to remove the fluid
in the lungs there was still more building up and she had
difficulty breathing, which resulted in the almost continuous
use of oxygen. During this time I was in touch with her parents
and on *Michelle’s request it was decided that she should
visit me for a few days to see if there were any herbs that
could alleviate some of her suffering. I did what I could
prescribing various herbs that would help with pain, breathing
which in fact worked allowing her to come off the oxygen when
she went home. I discussed with her the 7-Day Cleanse, but
she refused to have anything to do with the idea. I now know
in retrospect that this was probably the most important thing
that she could have done and I’m sorry that once again I didn’t
push the importance of that further. The reasons becoming
more apparent in the latter stages of the illness. When she
was collected to go home by her family about a week after
being with me this is the letter I wrote to them: Dear *Jane,
*Robert and family, *Michelle is very weak, 1 lung has collapsed,
and she has not had a bowel movement for over 10 days. She
is drinking a fair amount of tea and water, about 1.5 to 2
litres per day and has had an improved appetite, white grapes,
as far as I’m aware. She has not vomited since Thursday morning.
She has been urinating regularly, which is a good sign. The
discussion with *Dr. Smith indicated that they do not feel
the cancer is curable and advise against chemotherapy, the
collapsed lung can be operated on but it was felt that the
operation would be dangerous (and pointless) in her weakened
state. A few herbals, which will help *Michelle for her various
ailments, are as follows: Nausea: It is critical that everything
is done to reduce nausea, so as to encourage eating as much
as possible. Herbs for nausea include: anise, bergamot, buchu,
catmint, ginger, mint, nutmeg, hemp, and turmeric. Breathing:
Stinging nettle, comfrey. Cancer: Clover lemon, pennywort,
turmeric, plantain, ribwort Antidepressant: Jasmine, lavender,
lemon verbena, rosemary, st. Johns wort. The tea mix I have
found some success with, includes: mint, stinging nettle,
hemp, catmint, ginger, lemon verbena, buchu leaves and fennel.
I have made a mix for you. Food: Bananas and white grapes
seem to be favorites but try whatever is available. Robert,
for yourself I have found that one of the best cures for prostrate
problems is a tea made from the small flowered willow herb,
this has been known to stop prostrate problems in their tracks,
try your local herb shop, they should have it. May I suggest
you invest in a book called “Health through God’s pharmacy”
by Maria Treben available from any good health shop. * Names
have been changed to protect the identities of the parties
involved. It seems in retrospect that the bananas were not
a good idea but it was one of the few things she could eat
and hold down. During the next few weeks I gathered as much
information on cancer as I could. It was at this time that
I came across a book entitled “A cure for all Cancers” by
Dr. Hilda Regehr Clark. It was the information in this publication
that got me excited about the possibility of an actual cure.
This book had come to some startling conclusions about cancer,
which made sense to me and I hope to you. A brief synopsis
of the information is as follows: “All Cancers have one common
denominator, they contain the fluke parasite, GET RID OF THE
FLUKE PARASITES, GET RID OF CHEMICALS AND METALS FROM THE
SYSTEM, EAT LIVE FOODS AND HEY, PRESTO! CANCER GONE………” I
studied further and it seemed that there were some good possibilities
here that would help to at least give *Michelle a chance at
survival. I immediately went out and purchased the following:
· The book: “A CURE FOR ALL CANCERS” by Dr. Hilda Clark; ·
A parasite- detox kit, consisting of: black walnut tincture,
wormwood and cloves. · A 6-day Cleansing kit, which did not
involve enemas (because she still refused to have enemas.)
I went to see *Michelle at her parents’ home and explained
what I had found out and gave them the lot. Alas, there was
one major problem, which I did not know the total severity
of, and that was a totally blocked colon, which meant that
no mater how she tried, nothing I gave her could have worked,
as she couldn’t hold anything down. I only wish that I knew
then what I now know. A few weeks later I was informed that
her parents needed a break and would I look after *Michelle
while they were away for a week. I agreed but a few days later
I got another call saying that they wanted to take her with,
as they didn’t feel that she could survive much longer and
felt this would be the last time that they could spend together
as a family. They told me however that she was very yellow
and that she was unable to eat anything without vomiting and
asked if there was any chance that I could find a way to strengthen
her up for the journey. She was brought through by her brother
on the Sunday and looked gaunt and yellow, could hardly walk
a few steps without wanting to keel over and looked like she
was not going to live for another day, let alone take a family
holiday. We immediately mixed up an herbal tea to help flush
the liver and kidneys, which included stinging nettle, dandelion,
mint, and hemp, she drank this tea and colloidal silver, food
was fruit, and whatever she could keep down. We also carried
out a “parasite zap” using the electronic parasite zapper.
After 2 days she began to get some color back in the skin,
but was by no means able to complete a trip with her family.
I was getting frustrated because there seemed to be nothing
we could do for her, on the 3 rd day she was complaining of
a very sore tummy. When I felt the tummy area (sigmoid region)
it was rock hard (that’s no exaggeration “rock hard”). It
was hardly surprising that she was suffering the way she was
and going downhill fast, the colon was completely clogged
up. I told her that no matter what treatment she was on or
used, none could work or do anything for her as long as the
colon remained blocked. Due to the fact that she was in agony,
she finally agreed to do an enema. The enema was set up and
administered by a female friend familiar with the process,
*Michelle was scared and embarrassed by the thought of this
procedure, but we went ahead, finally. It was reported to
me that the first enema yielded very little except some light
brown fibre that had no smell, the 2nd enema yielded very
little indicating that there was a solid blockage in the colon,
considering that she hadn’t had a bowel movement for 5 days,
this was frightening, *Michelle did however report some relief.
The 3rd enema, we added some Oxy35, this enema finally yielded
some very hard solid looking and foul smelling black pellets.
4th enema: a solid, foul smelling black lump about 8 inches
by 3 inches came out which had a hollow tube through the center
of it. It’s frightening to understand that any bowel movements
for probably months had had to pass through this hollow tube
in the compacted faeces, perhaps even longer. 5th enema to
10th enema yielded a foul smelling black mud-looking material
that was really rotten. The next 4 enemas yielded very little
but there was a definite blockage that was moving along. On
the Friday *Michelle was beginning to feel better and even
managed to walk unaided to my office which is 100 meters away
from the house, where she reported to Joh, my Personal Assistant,
that she was feeling better than she had for months. Her color
was defiantly improving and she was able to have a normal
conversation, something that was impossible when she had first
arrived 10 days earlier. As she had hardly eaten anything
during the previous 10 days, she decided that she wanted to
go to the hospital to get on a glucose drip for a few hours
and asked a mutual friend, Harvey to take her through. When
arriving at the hospital, the doctor checked her out and decided
that she required her one remaining lung to be drained. Once
the lung was drained they put her on a drip and admitted her.
When I heard about this I was angry as I knew that there was
nothing they could do for her. When I went to see her the
next day, she was in the hospital bed, a plate of food next
to her “untouched” and being fed with a drip, she was completely
incoherent and seemed to be drugged. We were assured by the
staff that she was not on drugs and that she was just tired;
this was not the *Michelle that had been admitted less than
24 hours earlier. Her parents arranged for her to be transferred
to the Hospice near their home, where she died on the Monday
night. This is *Michelle’s story and it’s a tragedy, she was
young and did not deserve to die the way she did. I wish that
things had worked out differently for her and her family.
Wishing won’t however bring *Michelle back, wishing won’t
change the fact that the last 4 months of her life were filled
with pain and suffering. Please heed the warnings in this
story, the fact is *Michelle’s death could have been avoided,
her cancer could have been cured, she could have lived to
a ripe old age if only she had started off by cleaning out
the blocked colon, if only. I cannot over-emphasize the importance
of regular bowel movements; the retention of old faecal matter
in the colon is both toxic and highly detrimental to your
health. Take responsibility for your health; don’t leave it
to any one else. It’s your body and no one can know your body
better than you.